The old man looked at his grandson, who kept talking about his ideas, and said with a smile: "Why can't we control it, his army source still wants to come from the country!" ”。

"Grandpa, do you really think so?" Wang Wenbin smiled at his old man: "I admit that it seems that Jin Hu has a bit of a nationalist tendency now, but what you said is a bit ridiculous that he controlled the country so that he could not recruit soldiers, how many Chinese are there in the whole Southeast Asia!" Not only are there many highly educated people who carry guns, but we are not unaware that Zhang Yifan has a good relationship with some Chinese families! Not to mention these are the salaries of 100,000 yuan a year, how many people he wants can't be recruited? ”。

The old man listened to Wang Wenbin's words and said, "Then you report yourself and think about it carefully!" After speaking, he waved his hand at Wang Wenbin.

Here the country is adjusting its direction, Wang Wenbin is selling his strategy to his superiors, but there is also a lot of resistance. Many people think that this is too faceless, and it is inappropriate to bow their heads to a kid who was still in the country more than a year ago, and they have a quarrel.

Jin Hu's side once again waited for the special envoy of the Burmese government. This time, these people knew what to do with the lessons of the past, and simply accepted the inspection of the fortress soldiers on the road. Then the two of them walked in together.

When they arrived at Jin Hu's office, Jin Hu beckoned two people to sit down.

"Mr. Special Envoy, this is your second time here, what is the matter?"

The envoy looked at Jin Hu and said, "We want to know what the intentions of the gentleman are?" ”。

"What are our intentions?" Jin Hu glanced at the two of them and said, "What do you think I have in mind?" Overthrow your regime? I'm not interested in supporting the opposition or anything! To put it simply, we're a mercenary group right now! ”。

"Mercenary groups?" The envoy and the person next to him glanced at each other, and then asked Jin Hu, "Is it possible that anyone can hire you as long as they can pay for it?" ”。

"Of course! But it depends on our mood. When we're in a bad mood, we usually stay in this base and play," Jin Hu said to the two.

The officer next to him immediately asked Jin Hu, "Is that a hostile armed force that can hire you if they have money?" ”。

Jin Hu looked at the officer and asked, "You mean the rebels?" Seeing that he nodded, Jin Hu continued: "I'm afraid they can't afford this money!" ”。

"How much?" The two of them asked in unison.

"The starting price of two billion dollars a year," Jin Hu said, puffing on his cigarette.

"What!" When this figure came out, the two of them were taken aback, two billion dollars a year is still the starting price, are you soldiers made of gold. The officer said to Jin Hu: "This is too high."

Jin Hu looked at the two and said, "What is high!" It's not high at all, you look at my equipment, all the top standard equipment, missiles, helicopters, transport planes, and so on, and so many other advanced things, and when you integrate them, it costs you two billion dollars a year, which is really not high."

The officer looked at Jin Hu and sighed without speaking. The total amount of arms procured by the whole country for one year of employing this army is comparable to that of the whole of Burma for two years. I can't afford to hire it.

Jin Hu just bullsucked a price, and he didn't think that anyone could pay for this unjust money. looked at the two people and said, "What the hell is going on?" Is it ready to continue to fight or how to say" simply pick out the topic directly.

"The main reason we came this time is to ask Mr. about the intentions of this army, if it is really as Mr. said, there can be a space for negotiation between us," the envoy said to Jin Hu.

Jin Hu listened and thought for a while: "How do you want to discuss?" "What's there to discuss, Lao Tzu is here for the time being, and you can't beat me, what can you do with me?

"I don't know if Sir has any intention of selling us these two advanced fighters!" The military attache next to the envoy suddenly asked Jin Hu.

Jin Hu frowned when he heard this, it's not that it can't be sold, but the price of this thing can't be low, at least one of them will be tens of millions of dollars. Myanmar is not considered to have the capacity to procure such helicopters. Because Jin Hu has never cared about this small country. I don't know if people have thrown out two billion dollars in arms orders in two years, which is good for a small country: "Of course there is an export version of this thing!" However, the price is not low, as for the unit price, you can discuss with the person in charge of our Arms Export Corporation! ”。

As soon as he heard that this person could buy things, the person here immediately became happy: "Then where is this gentleman, can we negotiate with him!" ”。

"Tomorrow!" Jin Hu listened and said. Zhang Yifan doesn't know anything yet. Even the name of the company was casually said by Jin Hu.

Listened to this sentence. The two envoys felt that Jin Hu's words were still a little credible. This is illustrated by the fact that you can sell advanced fighters to yourself.

Now the two sides talked a little better, and the scene was relaxed, and the two of them also mixed a cup of tea and drank in Jin Hu's office. After talking for a while, Jin Hu also sent the two out of his office.

After sending the two away, Jin Hu called Zhang Fatzi, who had been idle all day, over and told the fat man about this matter.

The fat man listened and said to Jin Hu: "As soon as you break your upper and lower lips, get me the name of the Arms Export Corporation." And what about the goods? After speaking, the fat man spread out his hands and said, "There are no goods, what do you want me to sell?" Sell a flat house like a domestic real estate developer? ”。

"Don't worry!" Jin Hu stilted his feet and said to Zhang Yifan: "Let's just sell the drawing room first!" ”。

"Where's your drawing? You don't even have a house, you let me sell a fart! Zhang Yifan looked at Jin Hu and said.

Jin Hu thought about it and said, "This is easy to do!" When I wait until the evening, I will give you a list of aircraft models, and the price of the noodles will be set by the US military first, and it will be almost the same, and you will look at it, but you can't sell it low, and high-end gadgets will have a high price! ”。

"This one too! This business found that there are really a lot of local buns in the world" The fat man laughed when he heard it: "Let's talk about the products of the plane first, and when it will be delivered!" ”。

Jin Hu calculated it and said, "Half a year later." Squeeze in some space every month to produce five or six export planes for you."

"You're going to get me a prototype machine, each of these two types has to get at least one plane, and I don't have any confidence if it weren't for this thing!" Zhang Yifan is still not at ease about Jinhu's production credit.

Jin Hu thought about it for a while, and it is estimated that it is not very realistic to attract the Americans with missiles, so let's use the fighter to directly launch his own light and heavy two-type fifth-generation fighter. No matter how you say it, it's going to be a blockbuster. He nodded and said, "In two weeks!" In two weeks, you'll have two of your export planes each! ”。 The export fighters mentioned by Jin Hu are the same in appearance, but both the materials and the airborne software system are a whole generation behind the ones used in their own fighters, just a little higher than the things produced in the United States, and the American fighters are not only guaranteed to be strong, but also have a high chance of winning, just like the Su-27 and the United States F15 against each other.

"And now you're going to give me a few things?" Zhang Yifan asked Jin Hu.

"Two types of helicopters, two types of fifth-generation aircraft, one is medium-sized and the other is light, medium-sized to deal with the American F35, light to deal with the light fighter that Sweden is preparing to develop. The key is the low price! In your words, there are many potential customers," Jin Hu said to Zhang Yifan, and then asked the fat man to verify the price. I contacted the battleship for a while, asked the battleship to fiddle with a few models for himself, and let the fat man prepare to sell the 'drawing room' and approved the monthly output without affecting his own equipment.

Early the next morning, two members of the Burmese government met the fat man of the president of the so-called arms export company. The two of them saw the model airplane on the fat man's table, and the fat man also said that all the models were available for sale. The two of them were confused, not knowing whether it was better to buy this or that with their limited money. However, the matter between the two of them can also be decided from time to time. After asking the unit price, he left in a hurry with the brochure that the fat man made himself.

There has been no progress on Wang Wenbin's side, but Wang Wenbin, as the new leader of the leading group to contact Jin Hu, has been confirmed. Although the specific policy has not been decided, Wang Wenbin is not ready to wait. With a few people, I went directly to Jiang Lin to pick up Zou Heming, and I went to visit Jin Hu first, and then I said, with Zou Heming sending him back, Jin Hu saw that there should be no problem with him.

When he arrived at the door, Wang Wenbin met Tang Weiwei, who was about to leave, smiled and said hello to Tang Weiwei, and let the people who followed him walk in by themselves outside. Now the guards of Zou Heming's house have left.

"Brother Heming!" As soon as Wang Wenbin entered the door, he saw Zou Heming practicing on the edge of the table, followed Zou Heming to say hello and walked over.

Zou Heming raised his head and said to Wang Wenbin: "Brother Wenbin! You've been celebrating the old man's birthday for a long time."

Listening to Zou Heming's words, Wang Wenbin blushed and said, "You also know" looked at Zou Heming and said, "I took the errand to follow Jin Hu!" I'm also ...... "If you can't hide it, then just pick it up, and it's better to say it."

Without waiting for Wang Wenbin to explain, Zou Heming smiled and said, "You don't have to explain!" It's a gamble for all of us! You're betting on everyone else, it's just that the two of us have won! Thank you for always coming to drink and chat with me! No matter what you think, you're my friend, and the future will be left to the future, at least for now! ”。

Wang Wenbin coughed and wanted to pull the topic away: "Tang Weiwei was here just now?" How about you guys! I can see that she likes you more."

"A round?" Zou Heming looked at Wang Wenbin and nodded, and began to swing the ball: "I know, but we can't be together, the gap in thinking is too big!" ”。

Wang Wenbin said with a smile: "Why are you a college graduate!" I remember school better than you! And the court is no worse than you."

"It's because of this that it's impossible" Zou Heming motioned to Wang Wenbin to kick off, and watched him hit a shot before picking up the club in his hand: "She is a person with traditional patriotic thoughts, and I am not!" Whether what Brother Hu'er asked me to do is right or wrong in the eyes of the world, it is right for me, this is my values and outlook on life! If she can't be converted, then how can we! ”。

Seeing Wang Wenbin frowning and showing a thoughtful look, Zou Heming continued: "Maybe many people will think that I am a little sad! But I don't think so, and I'm not afraid to say that! Said here and squatted under the table and looked at the ball on the table: "I'm happy to be able to do things with Brother Hu, and now I don't want to talk about any feelings with the men and women around me!" And I don't have so much affection to waste on them! Because I am no longer the same person I used to be, you are now my only friend! Don't let those mundane things get in the way of our friendship."

Wang Wenbin nodded and asked, "What about Jin Hu!" ”。

Zou Heming glanced at Wang Wenbin, and then focused and firmly hit the cue ball in front of him, and a red ball fell into the net: "He's not just my brother!" It's not just about giving me my life now! ”。 (To be continued......)